The driver’s side door opened back up. Reigen’s eye was twitching—not from irritation but from soap getting in it.

“Because none of us expected a random passerby to go all Sherlock just for the love of the game. Seriously, I leave for three minutes so you start in on the kids?” He hefted himself back into his seat and fell back with a sigh. “…How about this…we get to the next town if you say you still wanna stick around, then we’ll go from there. Deal?”